Chapter 1030

So under the leadership of Sheng Yize, the people bought a chicken from Mr. Wang, who also slaughtered it for them enthusiastically.

Just now, we didn't eat well. When we thought of roast chicken eating, we saw green light one by one. We picked up firewood and ignited the fire. Soon, we grilled the chicken.

The director group can't laugh or cry. This painting style Is it really normal?

The chicken is slowly roasted. Sheng Yize sprinkles the ingredients of the ignition pot, and someone borrows salt from Mr. Wang. Soon, the fragrant and oily chicken is roasted.

A chicken was quickly divided by ten people, Sheng Yize was quick, and directly tore the chicken leg to his wife.

An Xia eats happily: "delicious!"

Sheng Yize hooks his lips and smiles to spoil his face.

He Jiayu and Su Xiaomo are discussing a deeper topic --

"you say there is no garbage can on the mountain, where shall we throw the chicken bones in a moment?" He Jia frowned. "Why don't we take the garbage down the mountain?

Littering will damage the environment.

Su Xiaomo said with a smile, "don't worry, I've found a home for them!"

She skillfully threw the chicken bones into the cage!

The rest of the chickens cackled and whooped.

He Jia had a twitch at the corner of her mouth: "I'm sorry What are you doing? "

Su Xiaomo regretted: "ah? So chicken doesn't eat chicken bones? "

Director group: how terrible! I even let other people's peers destroy each other Oh, no! All of a sudden, I love those chickens

Full of food and drink, Xiaojiu said with a smile: "now, let's go to the last step! Bonfire party! "

The sun set early in the mountains. It didn't take long for it to get dark.

People gathered at the village head's house, and a bonfire was set up in the yard. Some girls from ethnic minorities danced. The simple villagers sang and danced, drank and ate meat, which was very lively.

An Xiaxia leans on Sheng Yize's shoulder and "suddenly feels that life here is not bad..."

The pace is very slow, there is no pressure to survive, only enough to love one person in life.

Sheng Yize laughs: "OK, just leave you here for a few days, and you will miss the WiFi and air conditioner at home."

"Oh, yes..." An Xiaxia thought what he said was reasonable. He saw a young villager with a guitar in his hand, playing tuneless tunes.

"I remember, you can play the guitar." Sheng Yize's black eyes look at her directly, and they reflect the flame and stars. They are very beautiful.

Anshasha: "well, it will be a little, but it's just like playing."

"It's OK. Can you play that song?" Sheng Yize gave a song name.

An Xiaxia nodded, "yes."

Sheng Yize smiled, stood up and said something to the villager. The man handed the guitar to him.

Xiaojiu shouts: "senior Sheng, do you want to perform?"

All the people in the field immediately shouted: "one! One! "

Sheng Yize's eyes and eyebrows are picturesque, with a smile: "no, it's my wife playing."

Some people were disappointed, but he added, "I sing."

"Wow -" the atmosphere was warm and full of expectation.

An Xiaxia tries to make a sound. He is embarrassed. He doesn't know if his face is roasted by fire. It's a little red.

The prelude of soothing beauty rings, and the scene is quiet.

Sheng Yize cleared his throat and sang slowly with a deep and charming voice line.

This is a classic love song - "at least you.".

An Xiaxia's face is redder.